I know a lot of people love winter, but I’m not one of them.
I’ll give you that it does have a great range of rib-sticking stodgy
food, and it’s grand that you can drink with impunity a whole host of hot
beverages all of which are simmering with alcohol or topped with cream and
marshmallows. Bonus snow days off work are also good, as is the opportunity to
layer your clothes and accessorize with fun stuff like mittens and leg warmers.
I though, would be willing to give up all these wintry delights to live in a
land of perpetual summer. So imagine my joy when I got the opportunity to escape
the chill for a few days to visit beautiful bountiful Barbados.
The perfect Payne’s Bay, Barbados. I arrived last night, peeled off my nineteen layers of
clothes and joined the jet set on the island’s glorious West Coast. The
Treasure Beach Hotel on Payne’s Bay had been recommended as one of Barbados’ favourite
celebrity hideaways and apparently national treasure, Dame Judi Dench is one of the many admirers of its intimate beachfront setting.
The perfect Payne’s Bay, Barbados.
I arrived last night, peeled off my nineteen layers of
National treasure, Dame Judi Dench
The Treasure Beach has just thirty-five accommodations all
of which are suites. I had been treated to one of the best rooms in the house –
some gorgeous young European honeymooners had bolted themselves into the number
one spot so I was to be indulged in the alternative Hummingbird Suite. It was stunning,
in fact as soon as my escort was out of earshot I actually squealed and jumped
in the air a little bit! The bedroom area was spacious and luxuriously
furnished with a tres romantic
vaulted ceiling, fresh orchids, and enough wardrobe space to keep Mariah Carey
happy. The living room area was equipped with a sofa, a gigantic plasma TV, and
a mini-kitchen and dining area. And leading off of this was a quite spectacular
rooftop terrace with plunge pool. This was enough to make me a little bit dizzy
but the huge spa bathroom stuffed with fluffy white towels and Molton Brown
goodies sent me into raptures.
The Hummingbird Suite – a room with a view
Unfortunately though, jetlag was having its wicked way with
me so it was downstairs for a quick, although truly delicious dinner (amuse
bouche, fois gras and melt-in-the-mouth chicken) in the hotel’s poolside restaurant, Al Fresco, and then off to sleep in my super-king size bed … but not before I had sat on my
private terrace for five minutes and blissed out on the sound of the waves. Ahh
Today promises to be action packed. I’m only here for a
couple of days so I’m going to scour the most famous celebrity beach in the
world for your reading pleasure. I’ll be back soon with part two.